At Some Point, Life Starts To Pass

I've Got To Be High Class... Which Is Sad, Because I Like Bars.

As Soon As Someone Tells Me: 'you're Rather Sexy,' I Wish I Could Disappear. If Somebody Says: 'you Were Voted The World's Sexiest Man,' I Have No Idea What That Means. How Do I Respond? 'thank You' Is The Best You Can Do. George Clooney Is The World's Sexiest Man, Anyway.

What I Like About Layer Cake Is Its Intelligent Through-line. First Of All, I Think It's Very Close To The Truth; I Think This Is What Successful Drug Dealers Are Like. They Don't Drive Around In Flashy Cars, They Don't Show Off, They Behave Very Quietly, They Get On With Their Job And They Earn Lots Of Money. And It Goes Up And Up And Up And Up The Scale. Secondly - And Selfishly - I Like The Moral Aspect Of The Movie, Which Is That Violence Has Consequences, And You Feel Emotionally Involved With The Violence.

I'm A Really Bad Liar.

I'm Not Averse To Earning Someone; In Fact I'd Love To Earn Some Money. But Also My Choices Of Movies Don't Tend To Make Money But I Get To Make Interesting Films. But It Doesn't Mean I Don't Want To Earn Shitloads Of Cash.